Saturday, 3 January 2009

JanuaryI wanted to start a new year with Bash, but he wouldn't have any of it. I held Sophia for the first time. I got 85% on my dissertation proposal! Steve and I broke up and I started sleeping with Dave.

FebruarySteve and I got back together and then argued for most of Valentines night... We took part in 'LOST' around the UK dressed as bumble bees.

MarchI went to Belgium with OTC and we broke up again. Bash and I had a major blow out. I started sleeping with Dave again.

AprilI properly met Alasdair and our screwed-up relationship ensued. And then he turned up in Liverpool as a Grand Romantic Gesture. I went to the Grand National with my girls. I got beaten up walking home from a party. I captained the Queen's Cup football team.MayI pulled Monty - where did that come from?! Dave booty-called me from Cancun. And... I turned up in Lancaster in an attempt to reclaim Steve's heart. I went to Scarborough with my girls.

JuneI worked in an Liverpudlian all boys school for 3weeks. I got a 2:2 in my degree. I surprised Hinny in Carlisle, and Helen in York in one weekend! I got my hair cut short and Steve hated it. I started my Blogspot blog.

JulyI graduated. I moved home properly. I attempted to rinse Bash. I spent 2weeks in Devon for Summer Camp. Steve and I broke up, but didn't really.

AugustSteve, Phyll and I had a fab, but wet, time in Scotland on Cadet Camp. It was probably the best time Steve and I ever had together. I had interviews for the job I am currently doing! I visited H in Nottingham with Tessy. I went on holiday to France with Becca and Carleline... We met Ludoo and Mehdi!

SeptemberI went to Doncaster for Phyll's birthday and we went to GoApe! We went to the Lake District for Adventurous Training, and discovered So Macho! I handed my OTC kit in. I saw Garfield Mayor play in Coventry and got drunk with Sian!! Grandpa had a triple heart bypass.

November

December

So... that's as far as I got, and I really do not have the time or desire to scan those last couple of months, sorry!Basically, my year has been a constant on and off with Steve. Looking back at it now, it seems a bit of a waste. Now I'm nothing to him and we're not even in contact. I guess we've both happily moved on. But the ending of relationships always makes me annoyed... Why didn't I realise from the start that it wasn't meant to be??

Ah well, you live, you learn.

Actually, I don't. I've been in Courche 10minutes and I'm already letting my head get screwed by a guy. That's a whole other post... Damn my silly highly-strung heart!